Hiya, T.Rasa here. As in Tabula Rasa, the "blank slate". You can be whatever you want to be on the internet, after all.

So naturally, I decide to be nothing. Clearly, I didn't think this through.

A friend of mine suggested that I join up and give FP a try for my writing. I tend toward urban fantasy stories in various different subgenres, but it takes a huge effort of will not to throw in jokes at every opportunity. Hopefully this experiment turns out well.

If Santi had thought that his time as Head Librarian would consist mainly of the leisurely pursuit of wisdom, then he was mistaken. As he stared into the sunken hollows that might have been the bookworm's eyes, he wondered if this was a mistake that would be paid with his life.

The reapers are in a pinch. It's the end of the month, and the department hasn't even come close to filling the death quota. As his apathetic co-workers continue to languish in the everyday grind of work, it's up to Chaucer to think outside the box. Oneshot. Written for the February Labyrinth Contest.

Cade and Lander are about to find out exactly what it means when a necromancer meets a fatemancer. An entry for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for June. Prompt: Let fate decide (via cards, dice, magic 8-ball, whatever) when you reach key choice points in your story.

Trilas, the Dwarf, is many things. Sneaky. Short. Talkative. An entry for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for April. Prompt: Use the Character Buildinator to randomly create your character. I got "Dwarf Ninja Comic Book Collector".

The mystical River Of Love is said to make matters of the heart clear. But what does it mean for the friendships between Bes and his fellow adventurers? An entry for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for February. Prompt: Romance with a twist.

Sanet, Jael and Keli only have one day left before the message disappears forever into the nebula. Everything - hope, war, progress - is on the line. An entry for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for January 2017 - Prompt: Beginnings.

Allenarziel - Allen, to the mundane - is no stranger to the weirdness of his magical home, despite his own lack of magic. But things are weirder than normal tonight, and it seems like the Mayor is dreaming up some terrible plans for Allen. An entry for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for July 2016.

Allenarziel - or, to the mundane, Allen - has been given the task of removing one of the magical Wise Folk's enemies. Without any magic to his name, this could be difficult - for anyone but Allen. An entry for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for August.

Serial Number 374X289 has one goal: pass the Turing Test. Make a human believe he's human. Now if only he can stop freaking out enough to enjoy his date... This is an entry for the Labyrinth forum Writing Contest for June.

This has gotten out of hand. It was just supposed to be a joke; something to put up and rake in the upvotes and retweets. People weren't supposed to die. An entry for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for April.

Allenarziel - or more mundanely, Allen - has just finished his latest undercover work out in non-magical London for the hidden Wise Folk, despite not having an shred of magic to his name. His handler wants an update, but Allen has more planned than a simple report. An entry for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for February. Check out the other entries and vote for your favourite!

NYPD detectives Corbin and Sara are on the hunt for a dangerous gang of superpowered criminals. This could get violent - but that's where the fun is. This is a submission for the Labyrinth Writing Contest for July. Prompt: Expand on a given 60 word story, making sure to include the original sixty words somewhere in your expanded tale.

The Wolf hungers. And now he hunts. For the Labyrinth Writing Contest for December. Topic: Write the back-story for a villain from a fairy-tale of your choosing. What events led them to become the antagonist?

Charlie, a New York City raccoon and companion animal to a magical druid, is in over is head when he's called upon to save Central Park from a rampaging bear. For the Labyrinth Writing Contest - August. Prompt is: Many things get the hair on the back of my neck up, but nothing more so than...